Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 101

Frederick was still in the water, his eyes fixed on Marguerite but he didn’t utter a word.

The more quiet he was, the more uneasy Marguerite felt.

She couldn’t focus, not daring to meet the man’s gaze. Her eyes darted about aimlessly but inadvertently locked onto his.

In that moment, Marguerite felt like a thief caught in the act; her panic kicking up a notch.

Sadie relished the sight and couldn’t resist stirring the pot. “Ms. Lockwood, there’s no ladder in this pool. Mr. Winston’s been swimming for a while and he might be pooped. Fancy giving him a hand?”

Marguerite sucked in a breath. Her muscles were taut and she muttered awkwardly, “Um… I’ll pull you up.”

With that, she approached the pool hesitantly reaching out her hand towards him.

Seeing her so jumpy, a mischievous glint appeared in Frederick’s eyes.

He had never seen this feminine side of Marguerite. She was like a scared little kitten waiting for his reassurance.

would be if she was like this

he wouldn’t always

softened. He quickly turned and

When Frederick’s cold hand shot out of the water, their hands

her warm little hand tightly and kicked off the pool floor;

splashed some water onto Marguerite, making

Marguerite quickly covered her chest. But

shove from behind and involuntarily hurled

simultaneously, Marguerite felt a tight grip around her waist. Then she heard a loud splash accompanied by a brief sensation of

the water together,

wide on the shore, “Oh dear, Ms. Lockwood, I’m sorry I slipped and accidentally pushed you! Ms. Lockwood can’t

soaked through Marguerite’s thin clothes. She hastily lifted her head after swallowing

*Cough, cough, cough…”

hard, her nose and

like a lifeline, her legs wrapped around his

she didn’t even realize her chest had brushed

rose and quickly turned around,

turned serious, his ears slightly burning, “Marguerite, calm

eyes, her voice barely a whisper, “Can… can you